Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 936: Bloody Idol

"These guys possess the bloodline of the Nether Blood Red Tiger surging through their bodies..."

Ye Yun cast a quick glance and revealed a faint smile.

Those Red-blood Tribe members possessed merely True God-stage cultivation bases, which Ye Yun discerned instantly.

"Senior, the tribes dwelling in this wilderness all typically carry some Divine Beast bloodline..."

Beside Ye Yun, the youth in blue robes whispered gently.

"Hmm!"

Ye Yun gave a nod.

Survival in the brutal wilderness proves tough without a Divine Beast bloodline.

Gazing at the foes across from him, Ye Yun smiled and questioned, "You’re not foolish. You even understand waiting for the perfect moment!"

"Hmph! Without our lack of Azure Dragon Blood, we wouldn’t waste time lurking here. We’ve lingered so long yet snared just one person..."

The leading youth bearing odd eyes let out a cold snort.

"I belong to the Azure Dragon Tribe too. Didn’t you sense it?"

Ye Yun’s gaze shifted as he remarked with amusement.

Right then.

The All Directions With Heart Decree was triggered by him, flawlessly mimicking the Azure Dragon Blood.

"Odd, I sensed nothing before! Who would’ve thought you’re another survivor of the Azure Dragon Tribe. Excellent, we’ve now hooked two prime catches. The Clan Leader will definitely lavish rewards on us!"

Laughter erupted from the youth with peculiar eyes.

His fellow youths joined in the mocking laughter.

As they chuckled, each drew a curved blade, shifting into battle stance.

The blade curved like a crescent moon, fully crimson, radiating a terrifying bloody energy.

"Senior, folks from the Red-blood Tribe act way too cocky!"

The blue-shirted youth’s eyes reddened while his fists balled up tightly.

His cultivation level remained far too weak right now.

Charging at these foes would spell certain death.

At present, his only hope rested with the senior’s aid.

"I know."

With a light nod, Ye Yun advanced a step.

"Seize them!"

The odd-eyed youth bellowed, lunging forward with his comrades trailing behind.

Blood-red blade glows slashed forth, carving crimson trails across the empty space.

Ye Yun simply flicked his hand.

Bang, bang!

The crimson blade energies quivered briefly before exploding into fragments mid-air, while the Red-blood Tribe youths screamed in agony as an immense power hurled them backward.

By the time they crashed down, their vital signs had vanished.

"Are you familiar with the Red-blood Tribe?"

Ye Yun turned to inquire of the blue-shirted youth.

"Senior, yes I am. Let me guide you there..."

The blue-robed youth answered with thrilled excitement.

"Let’s head out!"

Ye Yun nodded in agreement.

Moments ago, a intriguing hint had slipped from the lips of that odd-eyed youth.

They mentioned a shortage of Azure Dragon Blood.

Curiosity burned in Ye Yun about the exact cultivation methods they pursued.

Deep inside.

A enigmatic hunch stirred within Ye Yun.

This affair seemed far more complex than it appeared on the surface.

Blood cultivation arts could easily employ alternative Divine Beast bloodlines as replacements.

Azure Dragon Blood wasn’t uniquely required.

Harboring such suspicions, Ye Yun pressed onward alongside the blue-robed youth.

During the journey, Ye Yun took it leisurely, moving at an ordinary speed and conversing with the blue-shirted youth regarding the Black Water Region’s affairs.

After two or three hours.

At last, the pair reached the edges of a grand mountain chain.

"Senior, this spot is known as Blood Passage Mountain; the Red-blood Tribe dwells within..."

Filled with awe, the blue-shirted youth gestured toward the mountains.

"Hmm!"

Ye Yun surveyed the area, then gestured with his hand before soaring directly into the mountain range’s heart.

The blue-robed youth trailed after him with burning zeal.

"Stop! Who dares invade our Red-blood Tribe territory?"

Figures streaked from the valley, obstructing their path.

"Get out of the way!"

A wave from Ye Yun unleashed a fierce wind that blasted them aside.

Amid wails of pain.

Every obstructing figure got hurled away, left wounded and out cold.

These True God-stage weaklings held zero appeal for Ye Yun, who struck heavily yet preserved their existences.

He planned to reserve the decisive strike for the blue-shirted youth.

Given how the Red-blood Tribe had almost wiped out the Azure Dragon Tribe completely, this burning grudge suited the blue-robed youth to settle himself.

Therefore.

Ye Yun charged ahead, brushing aside all in his path.

The blue-shirted youth stuck right behind.

Ye Yun’s blistering pace left him no opening to strike, so he clung on desperately.

Within just a few breaths.

They had burrowed deep into the Blood Passage Mountain Range, nearing the Red-blood Tribe’s central Council Hall.

Their bold intrusion swiftly roused the Red-blood Tribe’s leadership.

The Red-blood Tribe’s Tribe Leader—

Clad in scarlet robes, the elder commanded a group of tribe powerhouses emerging from the peaks to bar Ye Yun’s advance.

"Senior, that scarlet-robed elder is the Red-blood Tribe’s Tribe Leader! He’s the main fiend who orchestrated our Azure Dragon Tribe’s destruction!"

The blue-shirted youth stared at the red-robed elder, his face brimming with deep hatred.

"Hmm!"

Ye Yun nodded in acknowledgment.

As the Tribe Leader and supreme authority, this elder undoubtedly knew certain secrets.

"A bunch of useless trash, couldn’t even handle two True God-stage individuals?"

A middle-aged man beside the red-robed elder glared at the chaotic battlefield, roaring in fury.

"Haha, don’t say worthless things; this time it truly is fate helping me. Another two tribe members from the Azure Dragon Tribe have come. Quickly, capture them and bleed them!"

The elder facing the pair revealed immense joy on his face.

After the initial blood extraction, the surviving Azure Dragon Tribe members could regenerate Azure Dragon Blood, but its quality fell short of the pristine original.

Yet these two newcomers, untouched by bleeding, possessed premium blood ideal for presenting to the master.

"Get lost!"

Ye Yun’s expression remained cold as he swung his hand.

A fierce gust of wind erupted.

The wind blasted everyone, red-robed elder included, hurling them away.

Up in the sky.

All of them coughed up blood with grave internal wounds; only the elder stayed conscious while the rest passed out.

"This white-clad youth is so strong! He— is definitely not at the True God-stage!"

The elder steadied himself mid-air, gazing at Ye Yun in terror, tasting blood once more before spitting it out.

Ye Yun materialized like a specter right in front of him.

"Need so much Azure Dragon Blood for your cultivation use?"

Ye Yun questioned in an icy tone.

"Yes, it’s none of your business!"

The elder bellowed defiantly.

"I’ll give you one more chance. If you say that again, I’ll cut off your head!"

Ye Yun stated calmly.

The elder’s face stiffened, stunned by this merciless figure.

He glanced around desperately.

A silent cry for aid flashed deep within his eyes.

"Don’t bother, I’ve placed a restriction around. No one can see here..."

Ye Yun remarked tonelessly, easily reading the elder’s mind.

The elder’s complexion paled to gray.

He realized abruptly that this white-clad youth’s actual cultivation probably reached the Divine Sovereign Realm.

A level far surpassing him, the Red-blood Tribe’s Tribe Leader.

One wrong word, and his head would truly roll.

"It’s not for me; a master needs it for cultivation!"

After pondering, the elder confessed at last.

"This master of yours, who exactly are they?"

Ye Yun’s look turned even chillier.

"I’ll take you there..."

The elder vomited blood once more, pivoted, and soared toward a cave opening.

Ye Yun trailed right behind.

After flying a bit deeper into the cave, they reached a vast hall.

The elder unlocked a hidden chamber and stepped inside first.

Ye Yun along with the blue-shirted youth entered the secret room after him.

"This idol..."

Upon spotting the blood-red idol atop the altar, Ye Yun’s face froze briefly, his brows knitting tightly.